Tamara noticeably steps behind Deanna, clearly surprised by the size and breed of the dog. She says, “Oooh fuck, he’s scary!”.“Ah, you love sc...ry films though.” Deanna laughs.Tamara looks toward camera, “Is that him? Is he the one I’m going to be with?” Off camera the answer is ‘yes’. Tamara gulps.A few minutes later, we’re in Pablo’s little living room. The couch, the plasma screen tv, the stained carpet – after the last few visits here we know what those stains are. Deanna is sitting on the. The rest walked behind us, so that I was unable to try toescape.I was led down a long, dark, dank hallway, and into a room which lookedlike a court room. There was a bench in the front where another muscularguy sat.I was marched to the front of the bench and made to stand there. I wasstarting to get very terrified about what might happen next."Court is now in session. Is the prisoner ready to hear his charges andsentence now?"Prisoner, did he mean me and what was going to happen to. Giggling a bit at the thought of her father’s apoplexy, she slid into the pool, and quickly, easily, did her morning exercise laps.Relishing the feel of the water on her bare skin, it was with a bit of reluctance she left the pool, heading to the upstairs shower, sure that she needed to get ready for Maeson, knowing he would be back soon.Maeson opened the door to the house entering back through the kitchen, which was also where he left. It had been a good run, on a nice day, and plenty to think. I am a temp doing secretary work at a telecommunications company until the normal secretary gets back from maternity leave. I answer phones, greet people who arrive in the main suite for their important meetings with executives, and maybe do some light typing. It’s a very easy job, one that took me all of thirty seconds to master. The inter-office phone list has been conveniently placed over the phone, the coffee is to the right of the desk so it is easy to offer to clients while they wait, and.